Chapter 1 - Megan
Firstly, i want to make it clear that a lot of these characters and not all of the story-lines are mine. It is set in 'Harry Potter and the prisoner of Azkaban'. A lot of the characters belong to J.K. Rowling and some parts of the story naturally match that in her original book since i tried to get this story to fit in with it as best as possible - e.g. how a quidditch match goes, the decision to give Harry the Marauders map, etc.
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okay, cool so let's get into the story i suppose.
chapter 1 - that's mental
I woke up in my dimly lit room in the leaky cauldron, the light seeping through the blinds revealed the time - 10:50am - on a small wooden clock on the large wall in front of me. I star-fished out on the huge, four-poster bed taking up all of the space. At home i only have a single bed so this is living in luxury - woohoo.
I glanced in the mirror taking note of the state my hair was in - the black curls were - let's say - very voluminous and the black eyeliner and mascara that was smudged all down my face had been wiped off the night before and yet somehow there always seemed to be more. I quickly got in the shower and washed my hair using much more conditioner than necessary but who cares, i bought it myself. The tropical scent filled the bathroom and i let the water run over me, thinking of all the things i wanted to do today. I'm expecting to see the Weasleys at around 12 today then we're all staying here tonight and getting a ministry car to the station tomorrow.
I haven't seen the twins for around a month and it's been weird, since we met in first year i'd never not seen them for that long. I got out of the shower since the water was starting to go cold and wrapped myself in a towel. I picked out an outfit - black high waisted jeans and a black v-neck - and quickly put it on. I then put on some eyeliner, Pete Wentz style,around my bright green eyes and some mascara before grabbing my black and white bomber jacket and headed downstairs. Seen as how it was only 11:30 i headed down to have another quick look at the Firebolt that i'll never be able to afford but that looks incredible.
As i neared the shop i noticed a mess of dark hair that i recognized and i immediately had an itch that just had to be scratched. "Hiya Potter," i said grabbing his shoulders from behind and almost making him jump out of his skin.
"JESUS MEGAN!" he screamed, earning several stares that were previously aimed at the Firebolt. I couldn't hold back the laughter at this and he was clearly trying to hide a grin.
"Harry! Harry!" was suddenly being screamed by a familiar sounding voice. I turned around to see Hermione and Ron sitting in Florean Fortescue's ice cream parlour.
"Nice to see you too Hermione." I said grinning as we walked over to them, she was looking particularly tanned and Ron particularly freckly.
"Megan!" she said jumping up and hugging me tightly, then Ron stood up and gave me a quick, awkward side hug as per usual when Hermione is around.
"Fred and George are at the leaky cauldron if you wanted to see them." Ron said grinning down at me, clearly pleased that he's finally taller than me. Only by about 2 inches but it's obviously significant to him considering I've been teasing him for years about it.
"Thanks little Ronald," i said messing up his hair - well, making it even more messy than it already was anyway - and saying "See ya's later" to them all before heading back to the leaky cauldron to see the guys.
